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Horny Drunk III

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-13 02:23:32

Camila's POV

After what feels like an eternity of struggling against him, I finally push myself off, gasping for air as I recall how my life had just flashed before my eyes.

I was nearly suffocated by his dick.

Quite literally.

I hastily roll off of him, landing on the floor with a thud and I groan out as pin rushes to the side of my head.

I look up at Alejandro, only he's still asleep and with a huff, I yank his white dress shirt off the rest of the way and stomp into his closet, dumping the clothes in the laundry hamper, before moving to retrieve his sleeping clothes.

I recall the difference in what he wears to bed on the nights he sleeps with me and reach for his sweatpants. I wasn't going to be sleeping next to him tonight. It was inappropriate, and even I didn't feel it necessary to cross that line.

Not to mention, I now knew that he was a horny and handsy drunk, one that I would be better sleeping without.

Sweatpants in hand, I return into his room and walk towards his fi
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